He comes from hell

The fight of the Warring States club will be held once a month, but there is no doubt that tonight's fight is the most shocking since the founding of the Warring States club. Li futu used three lives and three dilapidated corpses to become famous in the upper class world of the East China Sea, and also trampled on the face of Wang JIAYE and sun with the most unrestrained attitude.

I'm afraid that even after a long time, these celebrities on the scene can't forget the bloody figure on the stage before. It's hard to say whether there will be anyone behind. But at least the shock Li futu brought to them is unprecedented in the true sense.

This son must not be easily provoked.

Many dignitaries in the hall had the same idea. If they were curious about this strange young man because of Yan Dong's coming in the hall of Jianghu building before, Li futu has successfully won the respect and even awe of all the people in the hall with his unparalleled terrible strength and cruel means to destroy human nature!

"Where on earth did this evil spirit come from?"

Dong Zhiyuan, the boss of time screen media, was frightened and had a bitter smile on his face. He was very glad that he didn't have the impulse at that time. After several boxing matches just now, even without Yan Donglai's reason, he had made up his mind not to fight against this man any more.

There is no need to hang himself in a tree because there are so many beautiful rivers and mountains. Although he is very reluctant and helpless, Dong Zhiyuan is a smart man who knows how to choose between beauty and life. He knows how to do this kind of multiple-choice question.

The fighting hall was as quiet as death. The game was over, but no one dared to get up first. It was Yan Donglai who broke the silence first.

Donghai Wang, who should have received the most attention, stood up and looked a little complicated to the young man who had become the only focus of the audience. He said, "Li Shao, things here are over. Let's leave first."

Li futu nodded, released mu yudie, turned around and looked at Wang's grandson.

Wang Dengfeng looks like water. Wang Yang, Wang Shao, standing behind him, lowered his head and even dared not look at Li futu.

Li futu tugged at the corner of his mouth and did not stay much. He pulled mu yudie out of the bloody hall. When they moved, the rest of them got up one after another and left this place where they were excited and crazy just now, but now they are depressed and dreary, like hell on earth.

Back along the original road, when walking out of the Jianghu building, Li futu stops, mu yudie looks pale, and Yan Donglai, who is walking side by side with them, frowns fiercely.

In the thick night, outside the Jianghu building, nearly a hundred men with swords encircle the gate of the Jianghu building. They have strong eyes and are ready!

The light of the knife flickered and it was as cold as water.

The celebrities in the rear turned pale.

Is Yongxing planning to leave behind the young man who brought them great humiliation regardless of his face?

Yan Donglai's face is as heavy as water. He suddenly turns around and looks straight at Yongxing, steering Gu Qingcang, "Gu Lao, what do you mean?"

Sun Qing looks serious, the first time with people in front of his big brother, but they are only nine people in the face of a hundred swordsman, obviously have a kind of Mantis arm in the way of suspicion.

"Mr. Yan, it's none of your business. You can leave. I won't stop you."

Gu Qingcang hasn't made a statement yet. Wang Dengfeng takes a step and stares at Li futu. His eyes are full of cold murders.

If he can get to his present position, he naturally knows that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to himself. Li futu has just shown his horror and horror on the stage. How can Wang Dengfeng let the tiger go back to the mountain. Even if you don't want to give up this old face, he must leave this boy tonight!

Wang Yaofeng didn't expect to use such a short-term roulette tactics.

This is the Warring States club. It's Wang Dengfeng's base camp. If he really makes up his mind, I'm afraid this amazing young man will be doomed tonight.

After all, there is no superman in the world, no one can escape from the sky, no matter how strong a person's skill is, you can be tired to death in the face of a constant stream of enemies.

Yang Yuqing secretly also pinched a sweat, nervously looked at the young man who was a blockbuster but was likely to die prematurely. Under the cold light of the knife, there was no panic on his face, almost no expression, and he looked deep and profound.

"What if I don't go?"

Yan Donglai narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his face gradually converged. Everyone who knew him well knew that this was a sign that the king of the East China Sea began to be serious.

Maybe Li futu's sense of threat tonight is too great, which makes Wang Dengfeng no longer worry about the pressure of Yan Donglai.

"If Mr. Yan doesn't go, he doesn't have to go."

Wang Dengfeng said faintly.

If God wants it to perish, he must first make it crazy.

I'm afraid the old fox has gone mad!

Everyone's heart was shocked. Wang Dengfeng's words seemed to be intended to tear the skin. He might even fight with Yan Donglai.

But the battle in the river and lake can never end with the death of one or two people. If there's something wrong with Yan Dong's coming here tonight, how can they deal with themselves?Countless people began to scold in their hearts. It doesn't matter that they are crazy. What are they doing!

"Good, good."

Yan Donglai's eyes are sharp, the corners of his mouth are slightly cocked, but he doesn't have the slightest temperature. "Since Mr. Wang wants to keep me, it depends on whether Mr. Wang has this ability."

Wang Dengfeng, who has almost lost his sense after being stimulated by Li futu, raises his eyebrows. He doesn't say much anymore, and plans to let his hands do it with a wave of his hand.

Everyone can't help but hold their breath. They all know that as long as Wang Dengfeng gives the order, no matter what the result is tonight, the two biggest forces in Hokkaido will start an endless battle, which will affect their whole body. At that time, they will be inevitably involved.

At this critical moment, Gu Qingcang, who has been seldom talking tonight, finally stood up.

"Stop it

Wang Dengfeng made a movement, twisted his eyebrows, turned his head and said, "steer..."

"Do you know I'm at the helm?"

Gu Qingcang's face was cold and stern. In public, he didn't give Wang Dengfeng any face. "Do you really think Yongxing belongs to your Wang family because of your selfishness and ignoring the interests of the community?"

Thunder in silence.

No one thought that Gu Qingcang would be furious as soon as he spoke.

Many people have heard about the story between the former two giants of Yongxing for a long time, but at least the former two still keep a harmonious appearance. I didn't expect that Gu Qingcang would suddenly burst out.

In the face of relentless reprimand, Wang Dengfeng looks extremely ugly. Gu Qingcang didn't look at him one more time. He went over Wang Dengfeng and said in a deep voice to the sword array outside the Jianghu building, "all back off!"

The 100 swordsmen looked at each other with hesitation.

"Why, is it that Gu Qingcang's words don't work now?"

"I dare not."

Some people can't bear the pressure and begin to withdraw the knife, such as Tarot effect. Nearly a hundred swordsmen slowly fade away.

There was a long sigh of relief.

"Mr. Yan, this time I'm not well received by Yongxing. Another day I'll come to the door to apologize myself."

Gu Qingcang, who drinks back the number one hundred swordsman, goes straight to Yan Donglai's side, with an apology on his face.

"Ginger is still spicy. If Gu is really strong, I admire him."

Yandong came to see the gloomy Wang Dengfeng and said with profound meaning.

Although Gu Qingcang seldom talks and has little sense of existence tonight, there is no doubt that Yongxing, who is at the helm of Yongxing, has become the most profitable person without saying a word.

Through tonight, Wang Dengfeng's prestige and all people's impressions of him may plummet.

"Thank you for your help."

Li futu said softly, this is his first real conversation with Gu Qingcang tonight.

Gu Qingcang squinted, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "very good young man, the future is yours."